It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

The people in the town entertained them warmly. Every meal had meat and was juicy. They had a banquet today and a feast tomorrow. It was really lively for ten days.

Lan Qingya found a kind and honest family to adopt the little girl, and left some money behind before she felt relieved.

Afterwards, Jin Shulin suggested going to the city to relax. They had already returned to their original attire, so they were not worried about being discovered by that prince.

Song Yanche said that Lan Qingya saved his life and was willing to accompany her.

Lan Qingya originally wanted to go back to the sect directly, but seeing that everyone was so excited, she didn't want to spoil the fun and just said she would play for two days and then go back.

Everyone immediately headed towards the nearest and largest city, Yongzhou.

As the only immortal cultivation family in the Sifang Kingdom, the Song family is superior to the royal family and enjoys some preferential treatment wherever they go.

That night, Song Yanche took them to the most famous restaurant in Yongzhou City - Quexiangju.

Lan Qingya walked at the back of the group holding Xiaobai in her arms, feeling a little tired.

It is mental fatigue in the physical sense.

Maybe it was because of that Demon-Nailing Needle. I wonder if it hurt Master’s soul.

She suppressed her worries and comforted herself, thinking that she would be fine after a good night's sleep.

The wine in the mortal world is not that strong, but even if the wine doesn't make you drunk, you will get drunk by yourself. During the banquet, everyone clinked glasses and the atmosphere was very lively.

Gong Yijue took care of Lan Qingya's food as always, and never refused the toasts from his disciples;

Qi Yanchen had been feeling a bit depressed since he came out of Santai Town. He was worried about when he would be able to stand on his own and help his master, instead of being excluded from the action again like this time.

Hua Xiangrong's face turned red after drinking a few cups, and every time she looked at Lan Qingya, her eyes curved with a smile;

Jin Shulin habitually sat quietly aside, drinking by himself as if he had something on his mind;

Yuan Xi was not good at drinking. After a few drinks, his eyes became blurry and he sang to Hua Xiangrong, babbling and making no sense.

Song Yanche sat next to Lan Qingya, straight and elegant, quiet but not to be ignored.

He would have a drink with others from time to time, mostly toasting Lan Qingya, and the occasional eagerness in his eyes was always hidden well by him.

Even Xiaobai got a cup of wine. After drinking it, it lay on Lan Qingya's legs and fell asleep.

As the night deepened, it was almost midnight when the few people came out of Quexiangju.

On the street, which should have been deserted, there were still pedestrians and carriages passing by in twos and threes.

Because this street has the largest restaurant in Yongzhou City, and also the largest brothel in Yongzhou City.

Gong Yi Jue led the way, Qi Yanchen carried Yuan Xi, who was singing all the way, and the group walked back to the inn.

Lan Qingya held Xiaobai in her arms and let it sleep more comfortably.

"It seems that this little guy is very much loved by the fairy." Song Yanche, who was walking beside her, suddenly said.

Lan Qingya smiled and said, "Of course I have to take good care of my spirit beast."

"Please trouble you for the past few days, Young Master Song. We are almost going back to the sect."

"So fast?"

"Yes, I originally came out to train them for the Immortal Dao Conference next year. Now it's time to go back and make the final sprint."

"But there are still eleven months until the Immortal Dao Conference, so there is no need to go back so early."

Lan Qingya turned her head and stared at him, then smiled for a while: "We are so grateful for Mr. Song's help. When the Immortal Dao Conference is over, Mr. Song will invite us again. Qingya will definitely not refuse."

Song Yanche did not reply, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Not far ahead is the five-story brothel, which is truly spectacular in the mortal world.

Two beautifully dressed girls came out from the door and grabbed Gong Yijue, Qi Yanchen and Jin Shulin, and handed them a piece of paper. No one knew what was written on it.

When Lan Qingya came closer, she looked up at the plaque at the door. There were five big characters written on it: Floating Life is Like a Dream Tower.

It does have a sense of transcendence.

The girl at the door wanted to give one to Song Yanche, based on the principle that all men were potential customers, but his face was as cold as ice and he looked at the girl with cold and disgusted eyes.

He looked so unapproachable that they were so scared that they drew their hands back.

Lan Qingya had no prejudice against these girls who had fallen into prostitution.

It's the world that's wrong, not them.

But since she was holding Xiaobai, she probably couldn't give them this face.

Just as they passed by, another girl came out of the building and asked them to go in.

The moment she turned around, Lan Qingya caught a glimpse and saw the red silk swaying behind the three girls, which looked enchanting in the night.

Demonic energy.

It’s really endless.

Lan Qingya was still complaining when Gong Yijue walked towards them.

He handed her the paper in his hand.

Lan Qingya took it and looked at it. There were seven or eight beauties in different poses painted on it, and a line of words written below.

The delicate flowers smile at their youth, and bloom in all their splendor in one day, eagerly waiting for the spring breeze. Please come into the garden with your pity.

On the sixth day of the Flower Festival, the most popular flower contest will be held at Fushengruomenglou. Please judge for yourself.

This is a clear leaflet!

Which business genius came up with this idea? Lan Qingya expressed her admiration.

The sixth day of March is tomorrow.

She and Gong Yi Jue exchanged glances and apparently reached an agreement.

This kind of tacit understanding, where each other can understand each other with just a glance, requires long-term companionship to cultivate.

Song Yanche clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, his knuckles turned white, and then slowly released them after a while.

Before going to bed that night, they gathered together and Lan Qingya told them about their plan.

There are three choices. One is for everyone to investigate together, one is for Gong Yi Jue to take his disciples back to the sect first, and the third is for those who are willing to stay to investigate, and those who are willing to return to the sect can go back.

Several disciples were united and said that they could shorten their retreat by one or two months. Of course, they wanted to go together to see what the demons were doing.

The atmosphere was so tense that even Xiaobai stretched out his little paws with a determined look on his face.

Song Yanche also expressed his willingness to stand with everyone.

In this case, Lan Qingya could only suppress the anxiety in her heart and made an appointment with everyone to go to Fu Sheng Ruo Meng Tower together tomorrow to find out what was going on.

After falling asleep, Xiao Wei came into Lan Qingya's dream again.

During this period, he had his period once every ten days, very regularly.

After arriving, without saying a word, a cloud of pink mist rushed towards him. Through the pink mist, a white-haired boy with an anxious face appeared in front of him.

Lan Qingya's mind was clear and she could not resist his deliberate seduction and tenderness.

And after each meeting in a dream, her cultivation level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although she knew that she might be suspected of leading children astray, she still enjoyed it and became addicted.

Little goblin, you're really good at this.

"Where are you from? How did you find me?"

Every time she "absorbed his yang energy", Lan Qingya would chat with him.

He let it slip last time, and she realized that he was not an elf near Santai Town.

"I can't tell you these things yet, but sister, as long as you are within the six realms, I can find you."

"so smart?"

Xiao Wei nodded proudly and leaned over for a kiss again.